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- ?, the Juggernaut hugged Long Yuan, leaned against the pillar, and looked at Zheng Fan who was sitting in front of him.
This is not the first time Juggernaut has seen Zheng Fan draw, using charcoal to draw clear lines;
At that time, it was in Xueguan, Master Zheng Hou sat in the yard on a whim and drew an orange tree. After the painting was finished, he asked the Juggernaut to comment.
Gou Moli appraised this painting as a celestial being at that time, and all kinds of flattery words were uploaded in bundles;
Juggernaut said at the time that it lacked charm.
At that time, the Juggernaut was still somewhat lofty.
It's just that Zheng Houye didn't have any occupational cleanliness at all in his life, so he asked directly:
"You want your descendants, which one of your paintings will you keep?"
The Juggernaut hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the orange tree.
No one wants their descendants to have a more abstract impression of their ancestors in their minds when they recall their ancestors, or they hope that their faces can be more realistic.
At this time,
What Zheng Fan drew on the drawing board,
It is a mighty ice layer;
In the corners of the screen, a group of savages are kneeling and worshiping;
In the center of the picture, under the ice layer, there is a shadow of a person.
The whole painting gives people an extremely depressing feeling.
Zheng Fan put down the charcoal pencil in his hand, this is the picture he made up based on some information he got before and the information he got from little monk Fan the day before yesterday;
In terms of details, there must be a big problem. What does the person under the ice look like, is he naked or wearing clothes or armor?
Do you have weapons by your side?
What color is the hair?
The face of the savage or the face of the Xia?
These are all unknown.
After finishing talking the day before yesterday, little monk Fan fell into a coma. After waking up halfway, he just drank some porridge, then sat on the side of the bed in a daze, and then continued to fall asleep.
Zheng Fan didn't ask him for details. The little monk's mental state was very bad, and he had to wait until the blind man arrived to get the plan.
But one thing is certain,
Prophecy,
it is true.
In Hu Bamei's prophecy, it seems that the ice layer is also mentioned, the awakening is also mentioned, and the demon king is also coming;
On this point, what Liao Fan and his master saw was confirmed.
Moreover, this thing has opened its eyes, which means that he is alive. In other words, he has descended.
What did the little monk Liao Fan mean when he said it was split?
The ice cracked, did he do it, or was it for other reasons?
Now, can he leave that layer of ice and move around freely?
In Hu Bamei's prophecy, there is the number "seven", so, is he alone? Some other people were also staying under the ice, so he came up first?
"You have been staring at this painting for a long time." The Juggernaut said.
Zheng Fan nodded, stretched his waist, and said:
"This painting is very important to me."
"I see."
"Old Yu, do you think there are real second-ranks and so-called first-ranks in this world?"
"Are you an official?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
"I don't know, but since the second grade is available, the first grade is not impossible, but it is too difficult, rare, and there is no way to see it. Why, do you think the people in this painting are of that level?"
"I wouldn't mind trying to figure it out to the fullest."
"Then what?"
"Find out first, then determine the location."
"Many emperors in ancient times have the same thoughts as you now. Anyone who threatens their imperial power, even if it is only a threat that may only appear in the future, will be killed in advance."
"yes."
"That much is boring?" Juggernaut shook his head, "If it were me, I would wish that my opponent was strong enough, no, I would wish that I could meet an opponent like Tian Wujing every now and then."
"You will feel that this kind of life is very fulfilling, but I really don't like it. I like drinking tea in the afternoon and listening to the women at home singing songs."
Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the screen,
road:
"Fortunately, he is on the snow field."
Snowfield, adjacent to my sphere of influence.
Juggernaut nodded.; "Master said that he is the guest of Lord Pingxi, follow him, and you can live a good life in the temple in the future."
"" Zheng Fan.
"Hehe." The Juggernaut couldn't help laughing.
"And then?" Zheng Fan could only continue to ask.
"Thenthen master, woman, woman, master, and then"
Monk Liaofan started to hold his head again,
"Then, the eyes opened, the ice layer cracked, Master and I, crawled, crawled"
As the little monk Liao Fan was talking, he fell asleep. This was not because he was not feeling well, but because he was exhausted.
Although he was either eating or sleeping for the past two days, in fact, his mind was constantly colliding with each other, and the exhaustion of his mind was the most tormenting.
"I understand a little better." Zheng Fan said.
"Can you understand this too?" The Juggernaut was a little curious.
Zheng Fan nodded,
road:
"The master and apprentice didn't find the person under the ice by themselves.
Instead,
After being caught and sent to the ice, it was treated as
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